A place for words to revel in comfort and gaudy luxury. I will cull and coddle every word and wring some sense, and alot of nonsense, from their every letter. This is for fun, for knowledge, and most all an audience. I write with passion and I know it is evident. Now read, bitches.
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Ceasing to be
I Seek:
A field of blue flame Over a cool black pool And inside the waters I can rest with no name
Bald, bold, and beautiful; yes, I am a soap opera. I believe in wisdom and seeking wisdom. I am a writer and occasionally work to support the habit. I eat, shit, and sleep; the rest is guess work.
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